nanci griffith – drops from the faucet lyrics
(frank christian)
the drops from the faucet like a nervous heart
beat on my porcelain sink a rhythm avant-garde
i page through the phone book, reach for my fountain pen
is he comin’ in for the holidays to haunt me again?
i call up grand central, “information please.
is that nickel line on time? oh fine!”
it’s a hair-do with a wave
we both forgot and forgave last time
a peddlar of pots and pans down on union square
said city hall wants us off the street
there’s no christmas in the air
some high-brows were waiting
carnation bright lapels
their big cars lined the curbs outside those grand hotels
i p-ssed a marquee, third avenue
“ramona” with loretta young and i swung myself around
and (headed) uptown to the train
so this is new year’s eve another year has p-ssed
we wait so patiently, (but) still they come and go so fast
i stand on this platform, wait for that basket of light
and the sound of the whistle screamin’ out
like some hot trumpet in the night
and … as i’m waitin’ i wonder why and where …
and what went wrong
but this song don’t tell no lies
it was just a quick good-bye, yeah
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